“So many great nobles, things, administrations,so many high chieftains, so many brave nations,so many proud princes, and power so splendid;In a moment, a twinkling, all utterly ended.”

“If anyone gets intoxicated with his knowledge when he looks beneath him, let him turn his eyes upward toward past ages, and he will lower his horns, finding there so many thousands of minds that trample him underfoot. If he gets into some flattering presumption about his valor, let him remember the lives of the two Scipios, so many armies, so many nations, all of whom leave him so far behind them. No particular quality will make a man proud who balances it against the many weaknesses and imperfections that are also in him, and, in the end, against the nullity of man’s estate.”

“So many dreams, so many disappointments, so many promises. And in the end, they all just vanish.”

“So many roads. So many detours. So many choices. So many mistakes.”

“It would be better not to know so many things than to know so many things that are not so.”

“If so many men, so many minds, certainly so many hearts, so many kinds of love.”

“How did she end up here, like this? How could there have been so much - so many moments, so many people and things, so many razors and pillows, timepieces and subtle coffins - without her being aware? How did her life live itself without her?”